After the emperor woke up this morning, there was no movement for a long time.

He had a dream.

A terrible dream that feels unbelievable but real.

As if the joy and pain in the dream were a personal experience, it pierced his heart, bleeding and leaving scars.

When he woke up, he tore it open, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

The emperor even felt that he could not tell whether it was a dream or reality, and he sat on the bed in a daze, his eyes drifting in the void, until the eunuch who was waiting outside the dormitory came in, knelt on the ground and asked him what had happened, and the emperor knew that he was crying.

The man in the mirror, a tearful face, but young, handsome, and high-spirited, is completely different from the vicissitudes of life on him in his dream.

Was that really his past life?

The emperor couldn't say clearly, and he himself began to doubt, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

When he went to court, his eyes drifted over General Zhenguo from time to time, and he was so frightened that General Luo, who was used to gagging, stared at the ground the whole time, and didn't even dare to raise his head - it was really the emperor's eyes that were wrong this morning, and he was stunned, and he was in a cold sweat.

General Luo was wondering if he had done anything that could be considered out of the ordinary in the eyes of the emperor recently, and he didn't have a clue when he thought about it, so he simply buried himself in wood and just slipped away after retiring from the dynasty.

It's a pity that he didn't get along with him, and the emperor called him after retreating.

General Luo naturally couldn't pretend not to hear it, turned around with sweat, and saw the emperor's complicated eyes again, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

The emperor felt that he was stunned, and after shouting General Luo, he didn't know what to say, so he couldn't ask directly: How is your daughter lately? For example, if I dream that you are going to die on the battlefield in two years, you have to be a little longer......

Isn't that nonsense!

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and his heart was really chaotic, and finally exhaled heavily, and waved his hand directly, "Forget it, it's okay, you can go." ”

General Luo, who had a false alarm: "......" forget it, I am always relieved.

Go home and pick up your baby girl.

General Luo had a straight mind, and after seeing his daughter, he had long forgotten the emperor's strangeness, but the emperor couldn't forget it, not only could he not forget it, but he also tossed and turned, and he couldn't live in peace.

The eunuchs beside him saw his state clearly and kept it in mind, and as soon as the emperor finished his official duties, he asked to go to the imperial hospital.

The emperor's heart became heavier and more depressed, and he still had a pain from time to time, so he could no longer ignore the situation, relieved himself, and called the imperial doctor.

When the imperial doctor really came, the emperor saw it and fell silent.

This man...... Isn't this the immortal in his dreams?

It's strange to say, ordinary dreams, no matter how deep the dream is, I can't remember it clearly when I wake up, and in two days, I can forget it, but this time, the longer the time, the deeper and unbearable the feeling in my heart.

It's like a wine buried in the depths of an alley fermenting, but the smell spreads and makes people feel bitter when they smell it.

The immortal is a woman, and it stands to reason that there should be no woman in the palace, but no one has any doubts about her existence, and the gaze at her is normal.

Thinking like this, the emperor's eyes completely changed, and he retreated from everyone, leaving only her.

"Who the hell are you?"

The emperor's eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could hear her as long as she had the slightest concealment.

Miss Meng looked directly into the other party's eyes, "It's the one who came to help you get free." ”

It was exactly the same as what the man said in the dream, it seemed to be an instant, and the pain and torture experienced in the dream came to my heart again with these words.

The emperor covered his heart, "All those things in my dreams are true?"

Miss Meng only smiled, "You already have the answer in your own heart, don't you?"

The emperor lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time, and Miss Meng calmly waited for his choice, and finally waited for him to raise his head again, "Help me." ”

This was the emperor's choice.

Miss Meng smiled again, this time with a little warmth in her smile, and then two fingers were a little at the center of the emperor's eyebrows.

The emperor closed his eyes, and when he opened them again in the middle of the night, the momentum of his whole body changed.

If it was noble, majestic and domineering before, now it has added a bit of deep gloom and ruthlessness.

There was obviously a surging dark tide in those dark eyes, quiet but scorching, as if they could break through the shackles and surge out at any time.

Miss Meng knew that this was the emperor who really crawled out of the Lechuan River.

But not in a sense.

The long-term torture in the Lechuan River has long completely consumed the humanity of the emperor's ghost, but this is not, he still has the fireworks of the world on his body, and there is still a little sincerity that belongs to the original emperor.

In fact, this is the best, not only knowing what love is, but also knowing how to love.

But has the emperor changed?

It seems to have changed, but in fact, it hasn't.

What remains unchanged? Is it the conquest and strength that lie dormant in the heart? Or is it the established principle of adherence? Is it the unshakable long-term protection, or is it the refuge from the bottom of the heart that will never give up?

Nothing has changed.

There is such a person, you can never find the line in his heart, you think he is modest, but in fact he is as tough as a reed, you think he is deep, but he can also be a subtle and subtle mind, and put it all into one person.

"Remember everything, right?"

The emperor half-closed his eyes and nodded slowly.

He half-lowered his eyes, but he didn't notice the deep meaning in the eyes of the woman opposite.

The emperor looked affectionate, but if he really said it, Miss Meng didn't treat him differently.

She has been on the bridge for so long, and she has seen too many excellent and sincere men coming and going, and the emperor is really not enough in her eyes, not to mention that she is still burdened with such a past, so she really doesn't like it, even if this trip is to resolve his obsession, she will not give him too much preferential treatment, and may even use a little means, which is not certain.

"It's up to you what you do next. Miss Meng said lightly, "I will always follow you and watch you, as long as nothing happens, I will not interfere with you." ”

The Emperor looked over and followed him?" ”

Miss Meng raised her eyebrows, "This is not something you need to care about, I always have my own way." ”

The emperor remembered her current identity as an unwitting imperial doctor, and he also noticed that Miss Meng's attitude towards him was not good, so he didn't say anything more.

"But there's a point. Miss Meng raised a finger with a serious expression, "You must remember to control the resentment and evil spirit that you brought out from the Lechuan River, if you make a big mistake because of this, not only you, but even Luo Changfeng will be retributioned by you." ”

As soon as Luo Changfeng was mentioned, the emperor was energetic, and he didn't like to ignore Miss Meng, and even looked at him in a hurry, "Why do you still have to worry about Changfeng?"

"Since you are here for her, she naturally has cause and effect in her. Where there is cause and effect, there is retribution, what is there to question this. Miss Meng pursed the corners of her lips, "You just have to take care of yourself." ”

After she said this, he ignored her again.

The emperor was now only thinking about what reason he could come up with to go to the general's palace.